As we spring into our break. A quick post to say Hi and let you know I’ll be back in a couple of weeks. We are heading down to San Diego for a few days of playing, resting and connecting some old friends.
This week the children all received their school reports which is always a fun read. Phil attended a retreat with a group of pastors from across Canada. The ministry hosting the weekend have a great vision and hope to use their resource in Canadian churches. A combination of 12 steps, Freedom in Christ and inner healing prayer.
I am really excited at the thought of introducing this to our church. Living in renewal and healing – wholeness is in God’s heart for us. Do you agree?
I posted my first assignment. Woohoo!! My book is taking great shape in the way of contributors. I am blessed by some amazing people who want to share their story.
I also learned some valuable life lessons. Let me share them with you.
*Don’t wash your child’s ski coat with your undies. Velcro and lace have a way of bonding together which basically doesn’t look good as child trots off to school.
*Don’t pretend to have a pencil stuck in your throat sideways to make your children laugh. Stretching the skin on the right and left side of your neck and pulling outwards does give the swallowing pencil effect, but can cause severe bruising on each side of the neck. Such bruising causes great embarrassment to the pastors wife.
Anyone noticed Phil’s excessive scarf wearing this week?
*Be clear on your words. Trying to use the words ‘terrible’ and ‘horrific’ at the same time on hearing bad news comes out as ‘terrific’.
Lessons learned…. I hope.
I write from Bellingham, waiting for an early morning flight south.
Flights… One way or the other – they have a way of creating much physical tension within us.
What sort of flier are you?
Fearful flier. You sit close to your family member, who experiences your digging nails. You are one that watches every light flashing. Examining the face of cabin crew, an expert reader of all things anxiety. Listening for every bang and ping on the plane and letting those very noises affect your journey. You always imagine the worst.
Nervous flier. You pretend to be fine. Hands wringing and eyes darting backwards and forwards, watching what is happening, you pace the aisles, you are always waiting for the experience to be over.
Sedated flier. You line up your free double whiskeys laced with Graval and offer a glazed smile to all. Oblivious to real life around you.
Easy flier. You know that it’s not always straight forward but within two whirls of the Roll Royce jet engine you are stretching out with your iPad 3, life as normal.
Full on Flier. One who loves the whole experience. The latest movie release, the gourmet meal, the new best friend in the next seat. Chit chatting with the cabin crew. You were born for this. By the end of the journey you are invited to two weddings and a christening.
So when I think about flying, I know one thing.
Whichever flier I choose to be, I know I am going to reach the same destination.
I choose to trust the pilot.
Psalm 46:10 says this ‘Cease striving and know that I am God’ In Hebrew, Cease means ‘let your hands drop’ or ‘let go’ then… He will be on it.
Easier said than done, I know.
‘To trust Him means, of course, trying to do all that He says. There would be no sense in saying you trusted a person if you would not take his advice. Thus if you have really handed yourself over to Him, it must follow that you are trying to obey Him. But trying in a new way, a less worried way’ C.S Lewis. Into the Wardrobe.
‘Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God’ Corrie ten Boom.
Have a great week!